Sparky-Fixer-Upper-Repairs-I-Don't-Even-Know, Sunday
Okay. Jim could deal with the fact that all of his clothing had turned into hideous t-shirts and jeans that looked like they'd been frayed on purpose. He wasn't entirely certain what to do with the headband, so he'd left it out of the ensemble (thank goodness), and the elbow and kneepads were...
Something. He wasn't sure what, until he'd reached for his Solar Surfer so that he could take it to work today, and instead of a surfboard equipped with massive sail and a rocket, it was about a quarter of its usual size and equipped with four wheels.
Needless to say, today at the shop in which he worked, whatever it was called this weekend, he was trying to figure out ways to make a skateboard fly.
It was going to be a long day.
[Oooopen.]
Something. He wasn't sure what, until he'd reached for his Solar Surfer so that he could take it to work today, and instead of a surfboard equipped with massive sail and a rocket, it was about a quarter of its usual size and equipped with four wheels.
Needless to say, today at the shop in which he worked, whatever it was called this weekend, he was trying to figure out ways to make a skateboard fly.
It was going to be a long day.
[Oooopen.]